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she used her chopsticks to scoop noodles into her bowl.

Emily was hit by a moment of clarity. She looked at him as though seeing him for the first time. Ben would never change. He would never commit. Her mother, Amy, they’d both been right. She’d spent years waiting for something that was so obviously never going to happen, and this miniature bottle of perfume had been the straw to break the camel’s back.

You’ve never had tea ’til you’ve had fire-boiled tea.

The snow was falling even more now, making the world as silent as silent could be.

constant stream of never-ending crap,” Jayne replied. “I’m so envious of you. I would love to have nothing to do all day.”

was feeling under the weather.

straw to break the camel’s back.

anguish, of Buddhist-monk-level

How had she spent seven years living just one version of life, continuing the old, familiar routine, repeating the same day over and over, waiting, waiting, waiting for something more.

There’s nothing left to talk about,”